Mark this week as a rarity; for the second time in six weeks, I've come down with this flu thing that's been making the rounds. The first time wasn't so bad - I pretty much got over it in about 5-6 days. I think the fact that I passed it lovingly on to my husband helped.
But this go-round has me beaten pretty bad. I can put up with the stuffy nose, the somewhat sore throat, and the fact that my head feels like a brick has been implanted into it. But it's the exhaustion. I've been too tired to paint, polish, or more or less be creative. Even the writing of my latest book has almost ground to a halt. I've only written about eight pages this week and I've done some very basic sketching - about two papers worth. Oh, and I finished a short book I was reading. The item that has been on my agenda mostly is sleep.
I'll put creative thoughts and waves out into the artistic universe. Perhaps you can pick up on some extra creativity, since I'm sure as heck not using mine at the moment
Until next time,
The Under-the-Weather Painter,
Jill
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